"…well, that was something," Karina mumbled, scratching her cheek.
"Yeah," Aiden replied.
Amaela had signed the contract. As she was a unique entity, her contract was also unique. Unlike other tenants who could move around freely, her movement was heavily restricted.
If she wanted to go out, she had to ask for permission from Aiden. Not that she minded that. After all, she was a shut-in and had no intention of leaving her unit.
As for food, Amaela told them about her blood-cola and potatoes. Aiden had already sent the wolves to retrieve that. He'd register the items in the shop and, like others, provide a daily quota of food to her.
"I didn't expect her to ask for… that, though. She's a… strange one, isn't she?"
"About the console? I don't think that's strange," Aiden shrugged. "She would be trapped in the room, so she needs something to do."
